Chapter 492: Collective Breakdown [Extra Chapter for the Alliance Leader]
Chapter 492: Collective Breakdown [Extra Chapter for the Alliance Leader]
"Looks like Mo Gan Yun is done for... and we're done for as well..."
Yu Zhong Ge's eyes were blank.
Jing Shuang Gao hung his head in dejection, "I can't even beat Mo Gan Yun..."
Qiu Yun Shang scratched his head, "Just now, didn't he say he was the weakest?"
"Damn, we actually believed him!"
The three of them were filled with regret.
Although the battle in the arena wasn't over yet, the spectators could clearly see that Mo Gan Yun was already finished.
Look at that.
In the arena, Fang Che transformed into a phantom, shadows swirling around him as he struck out with his fists. Mo Gan Yun could see it clearly, but his punches landed only on empty air, causing him to frantically shout and roar.
Boom, boom, boom, boom...
Four consecutive circles, and four consecutive punches landed on Mo Gan Yun's eye sockets.
Instantly, a fresh and spicy panda was born.
Mo Gan Yun struggled to open his eyes and threw desperate punches.
Boom, boom, boom...
The sound of breaking air made the onlookers' eyes twitch. This Mo Gan Yun had such powerful strength.
However, it was completely useless against his opponent.
Hundreds of frantic punches landed in the air.
The wind suddenly picked up behind him.
Mo Gan Yun frantically turned around...
But his feet were tripped, and his body stumbled. He roared, "No..."
Then he felt a blow to his shoulder.
His body involuntarily turned in a different direction, and with a loud 'Hong,' his buttocks were kicked hard.
Mo Gan Yun tried to control his balance to avoid falling, but his entire body fell flat like a huge door panel!
With a loud 'Hong,' his massive body hit the ground with the force of a falling mountain!
Everyone clearly felt the ground tremble and sway.
Everyone's eyes were twitching.
Qiu Yun Shang and the other two immediately covered their faces.
But they quickly removed their hands, staring wide-eyed with schadenfreude at Mo Gan Yun getting beaten up. In that short moment of covering and uncovering their faces, they had already changed their stance.
We are all loyal followers of Fang! Unlike Mo Gan Yun, who is full of rebelliousness!
"Fang, beat him up!"
The three of them cheered simultaneously.
Feng Xiang Dong and Xue Wan Ren looked at the shameless trio with blank expressions.
Damn, you guys changed too fast!
In the arena, Mo Gan Yun, since lying down, couldn't get up again.
His entire body became a huge punching bag for Fang Che! He was completely overwhelmed!
Yu Zhong Ge and the others watched helplessly, feeling both schadenfreude and a sense of returning to the days when Fang Che completely dominated them at the White Cloud Martial Academy.
They couldn't help but feel their legs turning soft.
It was as if they themselves were the ones being beaten up in the arena.
Mo Gan Yun desperately tried to stand up, but he had already lost the initiative.
While he wasn't as careless as Feng Xiang Dong, facing Fang Che was a huge disadvantage.
Moreover, after countless battles, Fang Che fully understood Mo Gan Yun's weaknesses.
Add to that the weaknesses of his massive physique.
Fang Che dealt with Mo Gan Yun effortlessly.
If not for Mo Gan Yun's actual cultivation being several stages higher than Fang Che's, Fang Che might not even need to use his aura and could still easily defeat him.
Mo Gan Yun initially decided to clash head-on with Fang Che.
This decision wasn't wrong, but... it was ruined by Fang Che's overwhelming aura at the start.
And the huge gap in their divine soul power, divine perception power, aura, and malevolent aura... made the tragedy unavoidable.
This was why Yu Zhong Ge and the others now looked like scaredy-cats.
Because, while their actual cultivation was higher than Fang Che's, their aura, malevolent aura, and other aspects were all inferior! So, they all knew! If they went up, they'd also be brutally beaten! Why bother being the leader? Being a follower is better.
Relaxing.
...
After the first round, the results surprised everyone.
The two most favored contestants lost, and the one no one bet on won.
Looking at their betting slips, everyone felt like crying.
"This fcking... Zhao is such a scammer..."
"Exactly, he set the highest odds for the strongest one, scaring everyone away..."
"Unreasonable!"
"Too much!"
Zhao Shanhe, sitting high above, turned pale. He felt like he, as the dealer, might have to pay up.
He hadn't forgotten that Fang Che had bet a thousand supreme spirit crystals, with odds of one to eight! Zhao Shanhe's lips twitched, and he couldn't help but ask An Ruo Xing, "That Dong Yun Yu, should be able to beat Fang Che, right?"
An Ruo Xing smiled without humor, "The odds are three to seven."
Zhao Shanhe was filled with hope, "Is Dong Yun Yu the seven?"
An Ruo Xing, "Dong Yun Yu is three. Maybe even less."
Zhao Shanhe slumped back into his chair, his eyes blank, like a grieving parent.
My money...
Shen Laotou approached, "I forgot to place my bet..."
"Get lost!"
Zhao Shanhe cursed rudely.
In the arena.
The second round had already begun.
Fang Che versus Jing Shuang Gao, Yu Zhong Ge.
Fang Che won quickly, and Jing Shuang Gao followed in Mo Gan Yun's footsteps, completely dominated by Fang Che.
In the end, Yu Zhongkuang screamed, "Spare me, Boss!"
Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.
On the other side, Dong Yunyu suffered a tragic defeat.
Although his cultivation was higher than Yu Zhong Ge, cultivation did not necessarily represent combat power. Moreover, his family background and martial skills were slightly inferior.
The two fought fiercely until they were both exhausted, but Yu Zhong Ge, relying on the Yu family's Rain Mist Tactics, ultimately pinned Dong Yunyu to the ground.
Dong Yunyu was furious and struggled, but the more he struggled, the more his strength failed him.
Finally, he was held down by the neck, unable to move a muscle.
"Do you concede?"
"No!"
"Will you call me 'Brother'?"
"Brother!"
With Xue Wanren's previous experience as a cautionary tale, Dong Yunyu didn't feel too embarrassed.
Yu Zhong Ge, unsteady on his feet, stood up and declared, "I won!"
Everyone was speechless.
Especially Zhao Shanhe.
Dong Yunyu, whom he had high hopes for, had also lost.
Even Yu Zhong Ge hadn't made it to the finals.
The crowd's bets were almost completely wiped out.
Only Yu Zhong Ge, who had no chance against Fang Che, remained.
As expected, Yu Zhong Ge, with a guilty conscience and a sense of doom, fought bitterly against Fang Che and... lost.
The captain stepped forward.
Fang Che was the captain!
Everyone was stunned.
Total defeat!
Not a single person had guessed correctly. Well, that's not entirely true; Fang Che himself had bet on himself, the only one.
Fang Che, whom no one favored, stood alone at the top.
"General Overseer..."
Someone cried out in extreme anguish, "How can this be? If you didn't want to pay us our salaries, you could have just sent a notice. Why take it away so cunningly?"
"We just received our salaries yesterday... and now we have to return them, even paying extra!"
All the inspectors murmured in discontent, too shocked for words. The salaries they had just received were snatched away, along with their savings.
Were yesterday's salaries just bait? Even if we had won a few bets, we could still borrow some money. Now, we're all broke!
Zhao Shanhe was also furious.
He stood there, dumbfounded.
The total bets were not enough to cover Fang Che's wager.
Eight times the amount!
"I lost my ass too! Stop shouting!"
Zhao Shanhe raged, "Even if we sell off the Southeast Headquarters, it won't be enough to pay Fang Che's eightfold winnings! The finances are in crisis again! Next month, everyone's benefits will be halved!"
"No, General Overseer, I have an eighty-year-old mother, and below me..." someone wailed.
"Get lost! You're already six hundred and seventy years old this year..."
Amidst the wails, the gamblers, like mourners, hunched over and left one by one.
They had no interest in the upcoming battles.
Who would be ranked second, third, or eighth... it no longer mattered to them.
They needed to find a way to borrow money quickly, or they would be in deficit this month, unable to even afford a drink at Northwest Wind.
They hurried to borrow money from colleagues who had just received their salaries, hoping to do so before the news of their losses spread and they became unlendable.
Who would dare lend money to a group of broke inspectors? If something happened, they wouldn't even be able to borrow!
Except for a few captains and the new captain, who were waiting to get to know each other, everyone else had left, not wanting to be associated with this disaster.
In the end, Fang Che was appointed captain.
Yu Zhong Ge, after his crushing defeat to Fang Che, lost all fighting spirit and was dramatically overthrown by his former subordinate, Mo Gan Yun, who became the deputy captain.
Yu Zhong Ge was demoted to third place.
Dong Yunyu rose to fourth, Jing Shuang Gao easily claimed fifth, and Qiu Yun Shang proudly marched into sixth place.
On the field,
Xue Wanren and Feng Xiang Dong, the heirs of two super families, and the tragic figures of the sixth squad of the first patrol team, were now battling to avoid the bottom rank.
Before the fight, they had planned for the captain position to be decided between them.
"The winner is yet to be determined!"
"We'll let them see our skills!"
"Agreed!"
Their initial plan had been sound.
This final battle, as calculated, was indeed between the two of them.
But they were no longer fighting for the captain's position; they were fighting to avoid being at the bottom!
The process was the same, but the purpose and outcome were as different as heaven and earth.
The intensity reached a point where even Dong Yunyu felt embarrassed to mock them, indicating the depth of their embarrassment.
But everything was already decided.
Unchangeable.
In the end, Xue Wanren successfully secured the seventh position, leaving Feng Xiang Dong in eighth place, his dreams of dominance shattered.
Feng Xiang Dong never imagined that his showboating, rule-changing, and acting like a boss would lead to such a tragic end, becoming the lowest-ranked.
(End of Chapter)
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